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He's mad at me. So what. I'm nothing. What more could you ask for?
It's not my fault that you're such a b*****d. You just don't get it. You just don't get it. You don't know how a woman feels like. You don't know what a woman's life is like. You don't know anything about us. Men are self-centered. Well...the one's like him. They only think about what they can get and that's it. They'd do anything to get what they want. They're selfish. They don't care much about anything. It's very stupid, mankind. It's diverse. Why does MY life have to be like this. I guess there's something to learn here.
I won't be online so often anymore...unless I feel extra insecure. I'd be online more often. I really don't know. If I keep on writing these things...they make me feel real good. If he finds anything I write, I'd be dead. Anyways...I don't care so much about that.
He said he made me and he can destroy me. That is true. But think about it. I'd welcome that if I knew that my life would be like this. Things would've never happened if I hadn't existed. My parents were forced to be together because of me. I shouldn't exactly be here. Peace would reign if only I weren't here. I guess I really am Anarchy Antonette.
Anyways...I'll be around...
 Mary Hiryu · Sat Oct 21, 2006 @ 06:19am · 2 Comments |
